Playing with Fire

Chapter Five - Clarice.

*Edited*

Everly

I rubbed my temple in an attempt to make my headache better as I walked up the driveway to the firehouse. I definitely regret drinking that much last night. I had forgot to set an alarm last night when I got home which meant I was almost late to work this morning. Luckily I woke up and made it to work just on time. I grunted as I heard the bell go off. Really? You couldn't give me five minutes? I sighed and jogged over to the ambulance. Shay followed not too far behind. I made my way to the passenger side and pulled open the door before getting in. I dropped my bag on the floor and pulled it open as I stripped out of my clothes. Shay pulled open the driver's door and gasped. 

"What the hell?"

I pulled on my shirt and shot Shay a look. 

"You've seen me naked before get in."

She got into the ambulance and drove off as I pulled on my pants. I shoved my old clothes in my bag before loosely tying up my boots. 

"You and Kelly came home late last night."

I sighed as I sat back up and pulled on my sweater.

"You mean, I came home late last night. I drank too much at Molly's and Otis called Kelly to come get me."

"Kelly wasn't with you all night?"

I shook my head no as Leslie looked over at me. 

"Nope he got pissed off after the appointment with Kendra and didn't come out of his room for the rest of the day so I left him alone. You know how Kelly is when he gets like that."

Shay nodded as we pulled up to the call. I quickly pulled my hair back into a low ponytail and pushed open the door before getting out. I pulled open the side compartment door of the ambulance and grabbed the jump bag before making our way inside the building. I noticed the baby shower sign outside and prayed that we didn't have to deliver a baby right now. 

"Anybody call for a paramedic?"

As we walked inside the main doors I didn't see anybody around so Shay and I kept walking forward. Where the hell was everyone? Shay and I looked at each other as we continued walking. All of a sudden, somebody popped out of nowhere and motioned for us to follow them. 

"This way. The caterer's got a nasty cut."

I nodded and we followed the person. We walked to this back area that had a huge kitchen and a nice size room attached to it. We walked further inside the room and I did a double take when I saw the person wearing the mother to be sash.

"Clarice?"

Clarice Schwartz. She was Leslie's ex-girlfriend. They were together for three years before they broke things off. I remember when her and Leslie broke up like it happened yesterday. I remember peeling Leslie off the bathroom floor after she laid there for two days straight crying over Clarice. Saying I can't stand that women is an understatement. I shook my head and walked over to the injured caterer. I put the jump bag down on the kitchen counter and lifted my head to see that Shay went to check on Clarice. 

"She said she's been having cramps."

"Who are you?"

"I'm her husband."

I rolled my eyes and scoffed as I unzipped the jump bag and pulled out some bandages. 

"Let's take a look at that cut why don't we?"

The girl nodded as she unwrapped her cut from the cloth that she had wrapped around it and I reached over to examine it. 

"You don't need any stitches, it's not deep enough. We can take you to the hospital if you want but it's not necessary."